A Hustlers Prayer: Tyga Love Story

A Huslters Prayer- Forreal?

[Aubriana]

Another boring day at school plus it was raining and I honestly did not want to be here. I pulled at the sleeves of my black hoodie as I listened to Mr.Welsh go on and on about a video clip we just watched about the government.

I rolled my eyes when Nique came through the door holding a piece of paper. This bitch bet not be transferring to this class I repeated over and over in my head until Mr.Welsh pointed into the crowd telling her to take a seat.

Fuck!

And the only other seat had to be next to me. She sat and occasionally glanced over at me throughout class. I was so happy to hear the bell ring so I quickly gathered up my stuff and started towards the classroom door.

"Wait Aubriana can I talk to you?" She whispered from over my shoulder.

Damn it!

"What?" I snapped with attitude.

"Look I'm sorry about everything that happened a couple of months ago." She started to tear up.

"Look I'm not mad...anymore but what you said was outta line and I can't forgive you for that." I told her honestly.

"Aubriana I'm sorry." She cried hard. "My brother wasn't the perfect person but I can't take back his mistake."

I cringed at the thought Alonzo knowing what Michael did to him but she seemed as if she didn't know or probably didn't care because her and Alonzo never got along.

"Okay Dominique."

I started to walk away but when I saw her slid down the wall and crying I couldn't help but turn back.

"Listen Nique it's okay, I forgive you." She looked up and me.

"Are you just saying that because I'm miserable." She wipes her eyes.

I chuckled before sliding the wall and joining her on the ground. "You could say that." We laughed together.

"I really am sorry about everything."

"It's okay, really." I reassured her.

"Can we start over?"

I let out a deep breath. Nique was once my best friend and I did miss the times we use to have but she pulled some shady shit and I wasn't completely sure I could trust her.

"I ain't say all that but maybe we can work on it."

"Thank you ChuChi." She said calling me by my nickname she gave me when we're kids. We always use to watch "The Cheetah Girls" and we had that Chanel and Galleria type friendship so we called each other the nicknames they used. I was ChuChi and she was Bubbles.

"No problem Bubbles." I smiled and we hugged.

I stood up then pulled her up after me. I off the shoulder sweatshirt moved up a little and I noticed her small round belly.

"Oh my gosh Bubbles are you preggers." I smiled.

She nodded then the tears began to fall. I knew being a teenage mother wasn't the best but the way she was crying made it seem like her life was about to end.

"Bri I don't know what I'm gonna do." She cried. I pulled into a hug and she cried on my shoulder.

I walked her over to the table were the crew usually sits but nobody was there yet so we walked over there and sat down. She tried to pull herself together but every time her cleared her face more tears replaced the old ones.

"Nique tell me what's going on?"

"I'm pregnant by...Chris." She sobbed.

I tried my best to contain the smile that threaten to spread across my face. Chris goofy ass wasn't ready to be no father especially having a baby by somebody he can't stand.